World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 315: Dowry and small goals

Reached the semi-finals of two consecutive World Youth Championships.

A champion and a third runner-up.

From the perspective of the world's football community, Chinese football is representing Asia as an emerging force in world football and continues to rise.

Sports media around the world have also begun to seriously re-examine the Chinese team.

At the same time, every sports news about China will cause waves around the world.

This is true for the Asian Cup, this is true for the World Youth Championship, and this is true for the World Qualifiers.

One day not long after returning to China, almost all Chinese people set their sights on Moscow.

The final voting decision will be made at the 112th meeting of the International Olympic Committee held at the World Trade Center Building in Moscow on July 13.

Is it Osaka? Is it Paris? Is it Toronto? Is it Istanbul?

Everyone craned their necks and sat in front of the TV, waiting for the answer.

"The old man was a soldier before?"

"Shh~~~"

Miss Qian pinched the tender flesh on Zeng Zheng's armpit hard and said nothing.

Seeing this, Zeng Zheng quickly straightened his back and looked at the TV screen.

It's not just Zeng Zheng and Miss Qian.

Dozens of people in the Qian family were all sitting upright at this moment, not saying a word.

As for the official Mr. Qian, he is not even qualified to sit down.

Sitting upright at the main seat was a white-haired old man wearing a ventilator and an IV drip on the back of his hand.

The old man has white hair.

Although he was sick all over his body, his stooped figure looked straighter and taller.

The people closest to him were not Qian's father and Qian's mother, but two beautiful female nurses in casual clothes, ready to give injections at any time.

"My grandpa used to fight with American guys when I was little."

Finding an opportunity, Miss Qian gently bit Zeng Zheng's ear.

Feeling his fiancée's hot and humid breath, Zeng Zheng couldn't help but tremble all over.

This situation is simply too painful.

On the 34-inch large color TV, the Beijing Olympic bid delegation has made all preparations.

Each delegation will make a 45-minute presentation to comprehensively showcase their country's Olympic bid city.

The camera panned over the faces of delegations from each city.

Everyone is confident, but also uneasy.

No one knows at this moment who will be the final winner.

The room was quiet, and the host's voice on the TV seemed to be in my ears.

Just as the Osaka delegation was preparing to speak, the old man in the center suddenly said, "Third brother, what do you think the final result will be?"

"Beijing!" Miss Qian's third uncle blurted out without thinking.

There is no glibness in officialdom or the workplace, everything is straightforward.

"Second brother, what about you?"

"I think it's also the capital." Qian's father immediately replied.

At this moment, the face of Xiaoquan'er Silly Yilang appeared on the TV screen.

Although Xiao Quan'er did not go to Moscow, he still spoke on behalf of Osaka for 5 minutes through video.

In these five minutes, the most nervous people were the two nurses beside the old lady.

Zeng Zheng glanced at it.

Veins popped up on the old man's face, and there was even blood reflux in the intravenous needle.

Osaka has first-class sports venues and a reliable transportation system, and its news dissemination system has also reached international standards.

Subsequently, the promotional video also featured cherry blossoms, tea ceremonies, and operas with ethnic characteristics in childhood, showing its mysterious culture to the world.

Next came the Paris delegation, and the spokesperson’s head was pounding, reminding Zeng Zheng of Zidane.

"Zinedine Zidane" said that Paris, the romantic city, is the best choice to host the Olympic Games, both in terms of geographical location and climate.

And the mayor of Paris also promised that everything will be based on the needs of the athletes and provide them with the most comfortable environment and the most ideal competition.

The third person to appear was the Toronto delegation, and Canadian Prime Minister Corinthians began to talk into the microphone.

As Corinthians described it, he also arranged for the indigenous people to dance traditional dances and pass by the committee members one by one.

Looking at this group of "actors", Zeng Zheng couldn't help but wonder whether these people were pure indigenous people from America.

The fourth person to appear was the Beijing delegation.

Hearing the heavy breathing from the main seat, everyone in the hall straightened their backs again.

Beijing's bid for the Olympics is being promoted with the support of people across the country.

The delegation's elaborative speech was sonorous and powerful, not only popularizing the advantages of the capital one by one, but also saying that there will be 500,000 volunteers ready to devote themselves to all the work of the Olympic Games.

The old man nodded after looking at it and said to himself, "Xiao Liu did a good job."

As soon as he finished speaking, in Zeng Zheng's peripheral vision, an official-looking man in the corner immediately picked up a pen and recorded something in a small notebook.

The last person to appear was the Istanbul delegation.

They cited Istanbul's geographical environment and made a big fuss about the city's climate.

Finally, they said that if they were awarded the right to host the 2008 Olympic Games, they would provide free food and accommodation for every reporter from every country and region.

Hearing this, the old man laughed until he coughed.

"Hahaha..."

"Cough cough cough..."

"Free room and board?"

"My life is gone, so why do I need free room and board?"

Indeed, Türkiye's economy and security are not very good during this period.

It is not easy to come up with the words "free room and board".

At around 8 p.m., the first round of voting began.

At this moment, the old man started asking random questions again.

"Yingying, who do you think will be eliminated in the first round?"

Yingying?

Who is Yingying?

After feeling the hand stretched out from his waist, Zeng Zheng jumped up from the sofa with a "pop" sound.

Following the answers given by the two elders before, he loudly replied: "Osaka!"

After hearing Zeng Zheng's answer, the old man nodded.

Qian's father not far away also showed a smile when he saw this.

He waved his hand towards Zeng Zheng from afar, indicating that he could sit down.

After half-pushing his buttocks to the edge of the sofa again, Zeng Zheng felt that he was soaked from head to toe.

Good guy!

I was never so nervous when I was leading the team in the World Cup!

After the first round of voting by 102 members, the results came out.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The results of the first round of voting were 44 votes in Beijing, 20 votes in Toronto, 17 votes in Istanbul, 15 votes in Paris, and 6 votes in Osaka.

As expected, Osaka was eliminated in the first round.

Seeing that there was still a second round of voting, the old man suddenly said to himself, "44 votes, tsk tsk, that's a lot!"

"It seems football has given us a lot of points!"

Whoosh!

This time, the whole family's eyes were focused on Zeng Zheng.

Zeng Zheng did not squint his eyes and his back was straight.

Out of the corner of his eye, the official took out the cap of his pen again and opened the small notebook.

At around nine o'clock, the second round of voting began.

The hall was solemn again.

"...At this moment, pairs of expectant eyes are watching."

"Now, Samaranch walks to the podium."

"It will be announced soon which city has won the final right to host the 2008 Summer Olympics!"

"The envelope is sealed."

"There is great hope in Beijing now!"

"Accompanying Samaranch is Mr. M'Bay, a member of the Senegalese parliament."

"There have just been camera reporters taking pictures in front of the Chinese delegation..."

"Let us listen."

The camera focused on Samaranch.

At this moment, everyone in the Qian family was extremely nervous.

Miss Qian held Zeng Zheng's hand tightly, her palms filled with sweat.

Two seconds after Samaranch spoke, the simultaneous translation also started.

"Before I announce the results of the vote, on behalf of the International Olympic Committee, I would like to thank these five candidate cities and other cities for their outstanding work..."

...

"Next, I want to announce the voting results..."

"The 29th Olympic Games..."

"BEIJING!!!"

Before the simultaneous interpreter finished speaking, a loud cheer came from the scene.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

In the footage, all Chinese representatives stood up immediately, raised their hands, and clapped vigorously.

Do you still need to listen to the translation?

No!

Everyone knows what that pronunciation means.

"Ho ho ho ho ho ho!!!"

The commentator also shouted into the microphone.

Then there were several more knocking sounds.

Apparently, in order not to cause an accident during the commentary, the commentator took off the headphones, threw them on the table, and went to celebrate with his colleagues.

On the big screen, there was only a group of Chinese people holding the national flag high, replaced by a group of Chinese people.

"Won!"

"Jingcheng wins!"

"we won!!!"

At the same time, four large red characters "We Win" began to appear in the center of the screen.

The camera showed everything, and people across the country who were waiting for the news stood up immediately and celebrated wildly.

In the hall, the young and old of the Qian family also stood up and applauded loudly.

Amidst the continuous applause, the old man was helped up by two nurses and slowly walked towards the door of the hall.

The ruddy face of the old man also reflected his inner excitement at this moment.

As a junior, Zeng Zheng stood near the door.

When the old man walked to Zeng Zheng and Miss Qian, he suddenly stopped.

Looking at Zeng Zheng who kept applauding next to him, the old man nodded with satisfaction.

"It's settled between you two."

After saying that, the old man walked out of the hall with the help of the nurse.

...

On the night of successful Olympic bid, the streets were empty.

Almost everyone gathered on the road to celebrate Beijing's winning the right to host the Olympics.

After Mr. Qian left, many Qian family members came forward to say hello to Zeng Zheng.

Everyone knows that Zeng Zheng has reached the sky in one step.

"Xiao Zeng, what are you going to give my sister as a betrothal gift?"

"Xiao Zeng, my eldest niece will be left to you from now on!"

"Brother Zeng, originally I wanted to say that I wouldn't agree with you and my sister if we don't lead the team to the quarterfinals of the World Cup. But now that grandpa has spoken, I won't stop you even if you can't make it."

When one came, Zeng Zheng stretched out his hands to hold one.

Then he nodded and said yes again and again.

Miss Qian stood aside with a smile and wiped the sweat from Zeng Zheng's forehead with a handkerchief.

As the song "Red Flag Fluttering" sounded on TV, the social interaction within the Qian family began.

Miss Qian took Zeng Zheng's arm and pulled Zeng Zheng to look familiar in front of every elder.

Everyone knows that Zeng Zheng is the coach of the national team!

But now, Zeng Zheng has another title of grandson-in-law of the Qian family.

These seventh and eighth aunts are also the best in their respective industries.

Those who are officials are officials, those who are doing business are doing business, and there are even a few people who have seals on their shoulders!

With the addition of these resources, the football careers of Zeng Zheng and Ms. Qian will definitely reach a new level.

As of now, there are 16 football schools under Zeng Zheng and Ms. Qian;

Fully controls 23 special football fields and has invested in 167 various football fields;

There are 79 professional players from China, Japan, Korea, Europe and the United States, including rising football stars like Deco, Shunsuke Nakamura, Park Ji-sung, and Kaká.

After a night of high-energy socializing, Zeng Zheng finally took some time out and went outside the hall to take a breath of fresh air.

I thought Father Qian and Mother Qian were already difficult to deal with.

I didn’t expect there would be such difficulties later!

But as of now, it seems that I have completed the task perfectly.

Just wait until the end of the year to finish the World Cup preliminaries and wait until you get married.

At this moment, Miss Qian also ran out and hugged Zeng Zheng's arm from behind.

"Honey, where did you go just now?"

"My dad asked me to come over." Miss Qian answered truthfully.

"Oh? What did my father-in-law say?"

Upon hearing the words "father-in-law", Miss Qian couldn't help but give her a flirtatious look.

Seeing that there was no one around, he leaned down and whispered in Zeng Zheng's ear: "Your future father-in-law said that he has prepared a dowry for me."

"Oh? What is the dowry?"

"you guess!"

"Where can I guess!" Zeng Zheng spread his hands, "Now there are 23 people in your family who want me to enter the World Cup, 18 of them want me to qualify for the group stage, 9 of them want me to advance to the quarterfinals, and 4 of them want me to advance to the World Cup.

Reaching the semi-finals, there is still one more opportunity for me to lead the Chinese team to win the World Cup."

"Compare these and see which one matches my father-in-law's dowry."

When Miss Qian heard this, she couldn't help but curl her lips.

"What?"

"If my family really provides a corresponding dowry, you can really lead the Chinese team to win the World Cup!"

Zeng Zheng also lost his temper when he heard this.

Which man would show cowardice in front of his woman?

"What's that?"

"As long as your family can afford it, I have to lead the team to touch that trophy even if I risk my life!"

"Do you want me to swear an oath?"

Seeing that Zeng Zheng was being serious, Miss Qian changed the topic and covered Zeng Zheng's mouth.

"Don't let that bastard's hair grow wild!"

Miss Qian gave Zeng Zheng a look of hatred, "Do you really plan to spend your whole life with football?"

"I don't want my man to run to the football field every day after getting married."

Upon hearing this, Zeng Zheng was also speechless for a while.

Football is never about one person.

For this project to be powerful, it must be popularized by all people.

Only by developing people in cities, towns, and rural areas can we drive the industry forward.

Seeing Zeng Zheng stunned, Miss Qian also felt a little distressed.

After smoothing the white hair on Zeng Zheng's temples, he leaned into Zeng Zheng's ear and whispered:

"Haven't you always said that you want to set up a club in Europe to serve as a stepping stone for our company's players?"

"My dad said it."

"There is an English club called Nottingham Forest, and he bought it."

What the fuck?!

Nottingham Forest?

Zeng Zheng's ears stood up and he almost bit his tongue off.

"That's right, the one who won the Champions League."

Miss Qian was not very interested in this and said to herself:

"Their club has been relegated from the Premier League for several years."

"Poor management and lack of good coaches and players have always resulted in financial losses."

"My dad's company called and inquired, and the other party couldn't wait to express their willingness to sell."

"Now all we have to do is sign the contract and pay."

"By the way, the club is written in my name. Just like the Jianglong team, it will not affect you."

"Anyway, we are getting married soon. What's mine is yours!"

"When you don't want to work in the national team anymore, it would be good to lead the team over there."

A series of news poured into Zeng Zheng's mind.

Before I could digest it properly, the phone in my pocket suddenly rang.

"Hey, Xiaozheng?!"

Xu Fang's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Uncle Xu? What's going on?"

“The Olympic bid was just successful, did you see it!?”

"I saw it."

As soon as he heard Xu Fang talking about the Olympic bid, Zeng Zheng's right eye jumped up inexplicably.

Sure enough, with Xu's words, it was like dropping a shocking nuclear bomb towards Zeng Zheng.

"It's good if you see it, it's good if you see it... By the way, Xiao Zheng."

"Uncle Xu, tell me."

"Someone who just came down from the bureau had a small meeting with our bamboo shoes and set a small goal." Xu Fang said casually like a regular chatter, "The 2008 Olympics will be held at our doorstep."

"Look at the football project, are we going to get a piece of gold back?"

"After all, we won a bronze medal last time."

"To improve by two places in 7 years, isn't that too much to ask for?!"

"Hello, hello?"

"Xiao Zheng, are you still listening?"

"Hello?!!!"

"Bang!"

Zeng Zheng's cell phone fell to the ground.

Seeing Zeng Zheng's dull expression, Miss Qian said anxiously:

"Dear, what's wrong? What happened? What did Xu Zhuxi tell you?"

Zeng Zheng was shocked and grabbed Miss Qian's arm with both hands.

"Dear, what did you just say?"